Vacation

ERICKSON ROERIG

"So, does that mean Miss Walker has lost all her memories?" Rico asked genuinely, helping me up with my suit, "L-like all of them? Is it possible to erase the memories?"

Wearing up my blazer, roaming my fingers through my hairs, I scoffed turning around from the dresser, looking at Ruth sitting on the bed, hugging herself all lost.

"Come on Rico, you can't be serious to have forgotten everything after four years! We have done this before, don't you remember?" I say.

"Ruth hasn't forgotten anything, it's just that there is a chemical imbalance in her brains right now at the moment. She will regain her memories once the chemistry inside her head is solved!"

Ofcourse, I can't be so stupid to have inflict so much pain and horror into her and let her forget everything.

I just happened to not have the kind of patience needed and time to deal with her so called bringing back all her memories.

I created those brutal memories inside her head for a reason. A reason to make an everlasting impression on her very soul of me that she would take to her grave.

I'm not gonna let her forget anything she went through, anything that I did to her!

She is just in an amnesia.

She can't make out what's going on around her, would suffer short term losses, won't be able to control her body and most of the things won't be interpreted for her by her brains.

Lemme give you an example!

"Ruth?" I called out to her.

She didn't respond. She, for now either cannot hear me or has forgotten that when she hear her name she needs to respond.

"Look at me!"

I said and she looked in the opposite direction to where I was standing.

Chemical Imbalance.

"I'm taking Ruth to Los Angeles. She would love the ocean!" I announced to Rico, going upto Ruth seated on the bed.

She remained motionless, seated on the bed hugging herself, unable to make out what's going on around her.

She is an actual human doll now.

You can do anything to her and she won't complain.

"But sir, what about the work here?" He asked.

Ofcourse, I can't trust my errands to be run by my dad behind me. He has fucked the finances enough in his tenure.

Chris knows how to do business but now that I'm the king, he would do anything to prove me unhealthy for the kingdom if he is given the chance.

I cannot expect Mike and Nick to work as they are both suffering.

Well even if they were not suffering, they don't have brains for it anyways.

"You do it!"

I command Rico.

"Me?"

"Yup, I trust you!"

"But sir-"

"Why? You don't think you can handle the buisness?"

"I just thought, being your protector, I was going to follow you and Miss Walker for the security reasons!"

"I can protect myself Rico. You handle the buisness here!"

"Uhm-"

He was about to open his mouth to rebel my decision when I sway my finger in air.

"That's my order!"

And it was enough to make him give up his struggle.

"Very well then, sir!"

Anyways, I don't want these people to be around me when I'm going to spend my time with Ruth alone.

She brings out a side in me, I don't want to share with this world.

It's better to be kept hidden.

"Call Marco and ask him to get the mansion ready. Also, get the shock machine installed in one of the rooms there. Until she gets healed in and out, I can't afford her memories to be back. Shock therapy would be needed time to time!" I say.

Rico looked at Ruth with genuine pitty.

I scoff at the look he threw my chica.

"Don't tell me you fell in love with her too?"

He looked up at me shocked, rather scared.

"Em.. n-No sir, I-"

"Relax, Rico! I know she is beautiful, so, that anyone would fall in love with her. But beautiful things, they are hard to get. And with me around her, the difficulty level to get this beauty is multiplied by infinity now!"

Rico didn't say anything just nodded.

I know he likes Ruth, but I also know that he won't dare to lay his hands on her.

Even if he does, it doesn't matter.

Her ultimate owner will always be me!

Until the end of this eternity!

I scoop Ruth up in my arms, and she being like a doll, her head clearly in a complete mess, didn't put up a fight, didn't even struggle.

"Hug me!" I command her.

She did.

Her arms went around my neck and interlocked.

"Closer!" I command again.

And she held me tightly.

"¡Buena niña!"

Heading outside my house, one of my private jets was all ready to take off.



Rico walking behind us all armed, talking to the men on satellite to get all the lines to L.A. all clear.

As I walked inside, Rico stood there on the grounds, waiting, waiving me off like I was his lover.

This was the first time he wasn't going to be with me.

I'll be all alone with Ruth there in XanderVilla, L.A.

"W-we.."

Ruth finally mumbled from her dried broken lips.

"Yeah?"

I brought my ears closer to her lips, becoming all attentive as soon as she started to utter

"W-we a-are g-going i-in a p-plane?"

"It's not a plane amore, It's your man's private jet!" I chuckled.

"M-my man?"

She looked at me, her eyes going big.

"¡tan lindo!"

I smiled, caressing her cheeks.

As soon as the door started to close with all the noise and commotion following, she got scared and clenched onto my suit tightly inside her fist, burying her head into my chest, her eyes likewise clenched shut either.

I like her being fragile right now, let's just hope she doesn't overdo it.

I'm extremely low tolerance with my patience level dealing with fragile- broken stuff.

Let's just hope I don't break anything these days while she would be staying with me.

"Say bye to Rico, amore?"

Well this is fun, to pet her like a kid

She immediately turned to the window staring out, waiving a goodbye to Rico.

I could see how Rico became attentive after she did that, his face turning all red.

Ruth was so innocent, cute and beautiful that she could even melt glaciers with her smile.

I don't go crazy over something just like that anyways.

"Ruth!"

I call out to her, she doesn't react

Chemical Imbalance.

"Do you want to sleep, amore?"

I ask, my fingers went on it's own to brush them off her cherry lips, they were sticking to.

She nodded rapidly.

"Words, mi amor!"

"I-I w-want t-to sl-sleep!"

He language is slurred, she cannot control her tongue. It must hurt her to speak.

So she doesn't, at all!

"Come here!" I say.

She gave herself to me to control.

I gently, rest her head into my lap, my fingers still petting her beautiful silky hairs.

"You're beautiful, amor!"

I say with a smile, my hands, going again and again through her hairs.

"...."

She didn't say anything, no reaction.

"Say thank you!"

I say again.

"T-thank y-yo-ou!"

She stuttered.

I scoffed.

esto es muy divertido!

"Wh-where a-are y-you t-taking m-mh-me?" She asked looking up from my lap, deeply into my eyes.

maldita sea, sus ojos! ¡Me debilitan como una mierda!

I'm taking you out!" I said, lighting myself a cigerette, sipping on it strongly and then blowing out the puff.

"On a Vacation!"